Hi-Tek
Hi-tek hi-tek hi-tek
Hi-tek hi-tek hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
Sippin hi-tek this shit is a vibe
Bout my niggas a nigga gone die
Any minute gone leave um no time
Shit illegal the trunk while im driving
Used to be in the mud i was grinding
Used to be in the mud i was grinding
Do this shit for my kids and my momma
Flooded wrist know the Don Piece is timeless
Fuck the bitch i cant nut wit no condom
Im a legend i feel like lebron did
Bitch im up but i came from the bottom
Fuck a cup bitch we sip out the bottle
Fuck a measure just sippin the woc
Eyes so heavy i sit on the block
Off the drank i be tending to nod
You know if he tender
if that nigga trip off the bitches or not
I been doing this shit for awhile
Let it sit in the pot now the kitchen is hot
Most these niggas be broke so you gotta be different
You better go get you a knot
Young nigga better go get you some guap
I been sippin this woc
That shit hitting my pockets
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
Looking clean but i dirtied the sprite
And my homie be scamming
Thats high tech
I aint even get to blame the new pipe yet
Why that work it be tanner than white chicks
Take that dick to the chin thats a light fix
Tell that bitch take her chance cause she might miss it
Keep the bud got all kinds you can get it
We just live with the mind of a menace
Judge gone keep you in line with a sentence
They all played me the times that i did it
Called me crazy the times that i didnt
Kanye crazy my mind is so different
Rarely give none my time to the bitches
All in mine but aint mindin they business
Need loyalty like Rihanna and Kendrick
Say you aint sipped no woc in a minute
I can tell how you walk girl you winner
Got my neck like a corner you bent it
Off hi-tek girl the syrup i be sippin
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
Hi-tek hi-tek hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
Sippin hi-tek this shit is a vibe
Bout my niggas a nigga gone die
Any minute gone leave um no time
Shit illegal the trunk while im driving
Used to be in the mud i was grinding
Used to be in the mud i was grinding
Do this shit for my kids and my momma
Flooded wrist know the Don Piece is timeless
Fuck the bitch i cant nut wit no condom
Im a legend i feel like lebron did
Bitch im up but i came from the bottom
Fuck a cup bitch we sip out the bottle
Fuck a measure just sippin the woc
Eyes so heavy i sit on the block
Off the drank i be tending to nod
You know if he tender
if that nigga trip off the bitches or not
I been doing this shit for awhile
Let it sit in the pot now the kitchen is hot
Most these niggas be broke so you gotta be different
You better go get you a knot
Young nigga better go get you some guap
I been sippin this woc
That shit hitting my pockets
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
Looking clean but i dirtied the sprite
And my homie be scamming
Thats high tech
I aint even get to blame the new pipe yet
Why that work it be tanner than white chicks
Take that dick to the chin thats a light fix
Tell that bitch take her chance cause she might miss it
Keep the bud got all kinds you can get it
We just live with the mind of a menace
Judge gone keep you in line with a sentence
They all played me the times that i did it
Called me crazy the times that i didnt
Kanye crazy my mind is so different
Rarely give none my time to the bitches
All in mine but aint mindin they business
Need loyalty like Rihanna and Kendrick
Say you aint sipped no woc in a minute
I can tell how you walk girl you winner
Got my neck like a corner you bent it
Off hi-tek girl the syrup i be sippin
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Sip hi-tek
Gotta homie that be scamming
Thats high tech
That hi-tek in my stomach dont digest
And this shit is hard enough for me to dissect
Foot on neck watch i stain they attire
Dye um red like a radio flyer
Got his fire i fight it with fire
How the fuck you fight fire with fire
You my brother know i wont deny ya
Let a man run up on me he dying
People fake they showing the signs
Go with the vibes
Love the bitch kuz her throat is so fye
He get blended try mixin with mine
Sippin hi-tek this shit is the vibe
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Writer(s): Kiaris Avant
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